November 10, 2010
Hog Eyes
It’s that time of year again, when I can scarcely drive a mile and a half without a deer bounding across the road, so I couldn’t help noticing a short NYT article about auto-deer collisions.
Towards the end of the article, the writer brings up the increasing risk (in Texas, Florida, and California) of collisions with feral hogs and contrasts deer (and their reflective eyes) with the hogs:
Hog eyes do not reflect light that way, and the animals, low-slung and dark-hued, can be hard to spot on a cloudy night.
comments
Leave a Reply


Just as Amanda Mae would like to be named Trout, I would like to be named Hog Eyes.
Honk.
I Honk for Hogs.
Thinking along the lines of Starsky and Hutch. Hog Eyes and Trout.
I tried to post several comments tonight and lost them through errant backspacing. Now I’m on the iPad, the juice having run out on the laptop. Such is how it goes sometimes. One comment had to do with this post. I mentioned my nephew showing up on national tv in a Santa suit wearing a pig-snout mask at an Arkansas v. Someschool game on Halloween. He’s a wanna be comedian, cum science teacher to high-school students. I admire his desire to teach with this nod to his comedian self.
Go hogs! WoooooooooooOOO. PIG. SOUIE!
Y’all know I really don’t know nothin’ ’bout football. Am I right?
Rick, there will be no errant backspacing this weekend. Anything you need to say, you will dictate to me. I will type. And submit. A submissive typist. And an accurate one.